The Only Player in Daqin

In an instant, Huo Chilian “whoosh” came with a rapid electric shot.

Han Ling, who had already warned of the war, tightened his muscles and quickly moved the bronze box up, blocking the hideous snake head that had opened his fangs and rushed to the front, if he could take the opportunity to close the copper lid and seal it inside when this terrifying red training snake hit the bottom of the bronze box, then he would have a glimmer of life, and his calm brain made him ready to close the lid at any time!

“Boom!” Like the sound of a clay pot being smashed, Chi Lian had already hit the bronze box, Han Ling’s nerves were tense, his right hand reflexively buckled to the lid of the box, and before it was touched, he only felt a huge force coming from the bronze box with a thick layer, I/Day! How could this damn snake have so much strength!

The bronze box was like a monk in a temple striking a bell, making a huge noise, and even began to corrode, Han Ling’s whole person also swayed like a bell, and was thrown backwards by this force, the afterlight of his eyes could see that there was a piece of hanging on both sides, there was a wind howling, and the white cloud dog above, the cliff where he was still standing just now was constantly stretching upward, or rather, he was falling.

Fuck, I didn’t expect that my brother was in his youth, just found the “family heirloom” and had not yet embarked to marry Bai Fumei, and the life road as CEO was bravely broken into the eighteenth floor because of such a small reptile wearing scales and armor, Han Ling felt very humiliated, especially until now he had not had time to see what the so-called heirloom looked like.

In just a few seconds, the wind in his ears became louder and louder, and the air flow that blew over made Han Ling squint, and a small black dot chased down from above, the four-sided hexahedron, the falling sides were carved with different dot numbers, and the iron-colored edges made him feel extremely familiar.

This is, dice? The so-called family heirloom, TM is actually an iron dice?! Han Ling only felt a twitch/twitch in his heart, and he had an urge to scold his mother.

Wait, did Sengoku have dice then?

Opening his mouth, the thought that suddenly sprang into his mind made Han Ling stunned, his forehead suddenly tingled, and the iron dice smashed him sideways with a weight that exceeded expectations.

Below, the deep stream was close at hand with his rapid fall!

Han Ling, who was shocked by this scene, closed his eyes and cursed, “Grass mud horse! If you let Lao Tzu know which Wang Baegg’s iron dice invented in the Warring States, Lao Tzu won’t beat you out of shit, count you as clean! ”

The sound echoed in the valley stream for a long time, and with the loud sound of entering the water, the water splashed everywhere.

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The water soaked Han Ling’s face, together with his mouth and nose, his ears were also poured in, making him unable to breathe, and then it was not much pain that rose, even in the water, he strangely felt what incense was, heh, the water temperature was actually hot? What’s going on?!

A series of question marks appeared one after another in Han Ling’s head, and the place where his forehead was smashed by the “family heirloom” also faintly hurt, just like ordinary drowning people, he tried to surface his head with both hands and feet.

As soon as the hands and feet were stretched, they came into contact with hard/hard obstacles, making the sound of banging on the wooden wall in the water, and there were still people.

Someone! Where the hell am I? Did you fall into the water with me?

Han Ling quickly stretched his head out of the warm water, not caring to wipe the warm water from his face with his hand, he couldn’t wait to squeeze his eyes, looked ahead, and was stunned there.

In front of him, a woman was sitting in front of a wooden tank.

A purple hair combed into a bun, leaving the broken hair of the sideburns and face, supplemented by a thin purple hairpin, a thin powder on the face, looking at him with a slight surprise, willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, temperament like a lan.

Facing her eyes, Han Ling suddenly found that the purple-haired beauty in front of her was half-covered by sideburns with a butterfly-like lilac pattern under the corner of her left eye, and even those eyes had a faint purple color, like a pair of pearls hidden deep under the sea, dark but brilliant.

Without waiting for him to look again, the place where the forehead was hit by the iron dice suddenly hurt, and then cooled, with this as the center emitting invisible white ripples, the world seemed to float, Han Ling only felt that the spirit left the body, flew to the sky, and saw a vast land from top to bottom, with mountains and rivers attached to each other, palaces and cities.

This is…? Han Ling was stunned.

“Outer Universe Technology, Xuanji Magic Dice Enabled, World Analysis Completed, Current World, Spring and Autumn Warring States (Wuxia), World Smuggling Player Han Ling, No. 001, please confirm the rebirth point”

World Smuggling Player… This is easy to understand, even if you haven’t eaten pork, you have seen pigs running, looking at the blood bars, blue bars and other frames in front of you, Han Ling slowly accepted this familiar nodding, but, Spring and Autumn Warring States is a martial arts world? Who bluffed, brother went to college that year, but the history department special enrollment!

Without waiting for him to continue to boast about the past, the blood bar in front of him suddenly slipped a little, and the spiritual body was sucked back by the gravity from below.